"Hmm... let me think." Fujiwara Reya eyed her up and down.
The two looked at each other face-to-face, their eyes devoid of unending affection, instead appearing calm and warm. Kawashima Miki wore a matching bright red half-skirt, beautiful like a dream beneath the moon and flowers.
"Have you thought of it?" Kawashima Miki asked.
Fujiwara Reya smiled, saying: "Madam looks particularly beautiful today, I can't think of what else to add on short notice."
"Is it the clothes or the person that looks good?" Kawashima Miki blinked her eyes.
"Both look good."
"Can this dress stay on later?"
"Do you really like this dress?"
"Yes." Kawashima Miki nodded lightly, "I want to wear this dress."
"It's not impossible." Fujiwara Reya said, an image of madam draped in a fiery wedding dress conjuring in his mind, suddenly feeling very moved, he immediately added: "Compared to being completely bare, I still prefer the allure of clothing a bit more."
